Late Night Delirium
The night is merciful. Everyone disappears and finally my body can rest.
But the night is also torturous. BECAUSE everyone disappears and my mind can just take over.
Thankfully my wife is getting some much needed sleep... she hasn't had much of it (if any at all) over these past 48 hours.
Me? I am laying on a makeshift chair bed that is about as comfortable as a box of rocks. I desperately want to sleep but am pretty much incapable of it at this point. I am just hanging on every second, waiting... waiting for her to jump up out of the bed and yell in pain as the doctors rush in and the inevitable becomes real and the beginning of the end begins.
I have made the horrible mistake of looking up stories on the Internet. Stories of miracles happening... I cant let those stories poison my mind.
*This was written Saturday night around 11pm.
But the night is also torturous. BECAUSE everyone disappears and my mind can just take over.
Thankfully my wife is getting some much needed sleep... she hasn't had much of it (if any at all) over these past 48 hours.
Me? I am laying on a makeshift chair bed that is about as comfortable as a box of rocks. I desperately want to sleep but am pretty much incapable of it at this point. I am just hanging on every second, waiting... waiting for her to jump up out of the bed and yell in pain as the doctors rush in and the inevitable becomes real and the beginning of the end begins.
I have made the horrible mistake of looking up stories on the Internet. Stories of miracles happening... I cant let those stories poison my mind.
*This was written Saturday night around 11pm.
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